Not Many Know

Not many can learn how to love from hatred.

Not many can learn how to care from the careless.

Not many know to be the opposite of the Devils of time.

Not many know how to free their mind. 

I grew up without a father by my side.

I grew up without that love.

My mother worked days and nights decaying from her stress.

Not many know of the struggles we had to bear.

Not many know of the abuse I have witnessed.

No many know of the blood I've seen shed.

We must learn from the mistakes of the elders.

Not many can get this through their head

Not many people look into their fathers eyes,

and see a child younger than he.

Not many know how to forgive this poor man,

for he knows not what you see.

Not many know how to love in the realm of hate.

Not many see loyalty on a deceitful plate.

Not many know the pain that I have endured. 

The stories written in my fate.

Not many see love in a cloud of hate.

Not many grow into a child of love.

For their lessons were to late.

I am full of loyalty.

I am full of gratitude for the skies above.

I have learned how to love in times of deceit. 

I have mastered humanity,

and the ground beneath my feet